Semua Bab A Ruthless Revenge: the Billionaire's Ex Wife Is Back: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Celeste’s POV"Thank you all for coming to our wedding anniversary, but as of tonight, my marriage to Celeste is over. ”Those were the first words my husband, Damien, uttered the moment he stepped into the room. I looked at him, feeling like I had never known him before. Then came the second blow. “I am divorcing her.” There was dead silence.No, my mind screamed. This is not real.It can’t be. My heart pounded violently against my ribs as I forced my lips to part. But no words came out. Today was supposed to be a celebration of our love… How could Damien do this to me?!*******JUST MINUTES AGOI stood before the mirror, smoothing down the shimmering fabric of my gown in the holding room. I was filled with a foolish hope. Perhaps tonight, my husband would finally learn to appreciate me, to care for me. After all, we’ve been together for two years. I had planned every detail of the evening, ensuring that this wedding anniversary banquet would be nothing short of perfection.

Celeste’s POVI struggled to suppress the scream in my throat, silently praying for someone to come and help me.That was all I could do. It was not just me I had to think about. Those kids in the orphanage… and Auntie, who’d always been like a mother to me…If I fought back, Genevieve would make good on her threats.I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to breathe through the panic clawing at my chest. I couldn’t let them suffer because of me.Luckily, no one entered my room again until sleep finally claimed me.Soon, morning came. The door suddenly creaked open, making me sit up in bed as a nurse walked in.She was definitely not the kind who greeted others with warmth.Her uniform was crisp, but her face was hard and expressionless. The dead eyes stared at me, void of empathy.“Time for your medicine.”I immediately recoiled. “I don’t need it. I’m not sick,” my voice hoarse.But the nurse didn’t blink. She simply walked forward, grabbed my jaw in a bruising grip, and forced my mouth ope

Celeste’s POV"Help!"The cry barely left my lips before one of the nurses ripped the phone from my grasp.Pain exploded through my arm as she crushed her heel into my open wound. A strangled scream tore from my throat."Hello? Celeste, is that you? What’s happening?" Theo’s voice came through, sharp with concern.But they didn’t let me respond. "Little bitch, you’re done for!" she hissed before cutting the call and shoving the phone into her pocket.“No!” I shouted, ignoring the intense pain coming from my arm. Theo had heard me, right? He must know I’m in trouble!"Lock her up!"Before I could react, the nurse’s rough hands yanked me up, binding my wrists tightly. She was eager to get back at me for tricking them. She bound me too tightly. The rope dug into my skin, biting like a promise of more suffering to come."Please, no—"My plea was ignored.I was dragged down the dim corridor, my bare feet scraping against the cold floor. Laughter rang in my ears. A door swung open, and

Celeste’s POVA sharp clatter in the hallway jolted me awake. Then I heard hurried footsteps.Something was wrong.I pushed myself up from the cold, hard floor, my body aching from days of neglect. Since being locked away in this filthy utility room, nothing had changed—except for the daily medication forced down my throat.And the scars multiplying on my arms.I pulled my sleeves down, hiding the evidence. The small, deliberate wounds were my only anchor—reminders that I was still here. But the side effects of the drugs were getting worse. My heartbeat slowed unpredictably. My limbs weakened at random. Several times, I had felt my consciousness slipping away, my breath growing shallow.I’d tried to get help, but no one really cared. My beloved husband, Damien, probably knew I was here and did not give a damn at all. I used to think I couldn’t survive without him. That if I just tried harder, loved him enough, he would finally look at me the way I once dreamed.What a joke.Now I h

Celeste’s POVTheo’s arm was still wrapped around me, steadying me against him. His grip was firm but careful, as if I might break apart if he let go.I was extremely grateful that he was here for me, with me. I always knew I could depend on him. But now, while my husband watched us, I felt Theo's arms holding me even tighter. The air became subtle.My heart pounded wildly as Damien strode forward, his eyes sharp with a kind of fury that I had never seen from him before. Wait, is that… jealousy?A bitter laugh almost escaped me, but I swallowed it down. Don’t be stupid, Celeste! Damien Vaughn— jealous? No, that’s impossible. I had to be losing my mind. I must have imagined it. More likely, it was frustration—anger at being defied. But the rage radiating off him was almost tangible, thickening the air between us.His gaze darkened the moment he saw Theo holding me up. Then, his lips curled into a cruel sneer.“Celeste, how many lovers do you have?” he suddenly blurted out, fuming. “O